In the hallway, the press entourage was gone. There wasn’t a reporter in sight. I took the elevator, and, downstairs, a blonde woman in a rose-colored suit and matching high heels approached. “Mr. Ambrose, do you have a minute? I’m Jessica Sanders with WTNG News.”
I stopped and looked into her eyes. I was about to say no, but I nodded reluctantly. “What would you like to know?”
“Maybe we can discuss this over a drink?” she asked. Obviously, she had waited for me to come down all day.
I shook my head. “No, but if you have something to ask, then shoot.”
She nodded, obvious disappointment prominent in her eyes. “Would you mind if I record this?”
I let out an exasperated breath. “Make it quick. I have somewhere to go.”
She snapped on a hand micro-recorder in her hand. “What hospital were you talking about? The one with the children?”
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She knelt between my legs and smiled as she slowly unzipped my pants. I raised up as she pulled my pants down and discarded them onto the floor.“Fuck, Alyssa,” I said, so turned on that I was ready to come.She knelt over me and kissed down my chest until she reached my boxers and I held my breath. She looked up at me and grinned as she clasped her fingers on the sides of my boxers and slid them slowly down as she kissed down my legs, careful not to touch my hard cock, lighting every nerve ending in my body on fire. There was something very sexy about not being able to touch her, and being at her mercy.She knelt on the bed between my legs and watched my eyes as she undid her bra and let it slide down her arms and onto the floor.“God. You’re so hot,” I breathed as I bit my lower lip.A broad grin spread across her face at my reaction as she shimmied out of her thong, revealing her cleaned-shaved pussy, sending me ove
AlyssaThe next morning, faint rays of sunshine were streaming in through the window. From the glow of the light, I knew it was still early yet, but definitely time to get ready for work. As I tried to extricate myself from Logan’s arms, he pulled me closer and smiled, not opening his eyes.“Stay,” he breathed into my ear.I chuckled softly. “Some of us need to go to the office. It’s not the weekend yet.”He pulled me to him as he rolled over onto me and then opened his eyes. “I’m not done yet.”I laughed. We had made love into the night and only had a few hours of sleep, and now he wanted to go again. “Well, I’ve got to give it to you. You have stamina.”“You’ve got to give it to me, huh?” he said as he gently spread my legs and teased my clit with his full cock. “Um … sounds good.”Without another word,
After quickly unpacking my briefcase with the client files I had taken home, I stowed it under my desk and walked into the reception room. Craig was sitting on one of the club chairs, waiting, but stood as I approached.“Craig,” I said, giving him a quick air kiss over his cheek, careful not to smudge my lipstick. “What brings you in town?”“Can we talk for a minute?” he asked, his eyes hopeful.My heart sank with dread as I sensed what this was going to be about. “Sure. Let’s go into my office, shall we?” I said as I gestured the way.He held out his arm for me to go first. I dreaded being alone with him, but, then again, he might just be there for some contracts.“Would you like me to prepare some new contracts for you?” I asked as I sat behind my desk.He shook his head. “Alyssa, would you mind if we go downstairs for some coffee?”“I can have
Soon, I parked in short term parking and headed into the airport to meet Frank. I waited for him at the security checkpoint, as security no longer allowed friends and loved ones to meet people when they came down the jetway. I checked my watch again when Frank walked past security. “There you are!” he said as he pulled me in for a bear hug, lifting me off my feet. “So, how’ve you been?”“We’ll catch up in the car,” I said as I wrapped my arm around his waist. “Did you bring any luggage?”He smiled as she shook his head. “I just brought this carry-on, since I wasn’t staying overnight. Roxanne has a hard time sleeping without me.”I pretended to plug up my ears as I made a la, la, la, sound to block out his words. “Too much info!”“Ah, come on!” he teased, laughing. “You can’t tell me that you don’t …”“Okay, okay
LoganAfter my meeting with Frank, I headed back to my apartment to prepare dinner for Alyssa, excited to tell her the news. I stopped at a bakery and a meat market, and even picked up some candles, wanting everything to be perfect. I had even called my cleaning lady and had asked her to come over that afternoon to make sure that everything was in order.As soon as I got home, I showered and changed into jeans and a black dress shirt, open at the neck, and then donned my black boots, letting my hair go a bit wilder than normal, feeling more like myself than I had for a very long time.I put on some soft music and iced the champagne, and then sautéed the shrimp to make Garlic Shrimp with butter sauce over pasta, along with a Caesar salad, and sliced tomatoes, drizzled in olive oil and a bit of vinaigrette. Years ago, she loved it when I cooked for her, but I’d learned a lot about cooking since then. I just hoped she liked every
“I’ll give you my credit card and you can go get you a dress. And don’t worry about the cost,” I whispered against her lips when I pulled back.She smirked. “You don’t have to do that. I can buy a dress.”I shook my head. “No. I want to,” I said as I placed a credit card with no limit on the table next to her plate. “Besides, you’d better get used to it.”She smiled. “What’s that supposed to mean?”I leaned closer and looked directly into her eyes. “It means that now that I found you again, I’m not going to let you go.”She was about to say something, but stopped short when the doorbell rang.“Ignore it,” I said, leaning in to give her a kiss. “It’s probably just the doorman.”But she pulled back and bit her lower lip. My heart sank at her expression, wondering what she was thinking about what I had
AlyssaThe next morning, I left Logan sleeping on his bed, dressed, and gave him a light kiss on the forehead, careful not to wake him. He rolled over, smiling, and hugged his pillow. I loved watching him sleep. I hated to leave him, and wished I could climb back into bed with him, but I had appointments on the book. Since I had moved to New York, word had spread quickly and business was booming. A twinge of guilt pulled at my chest, because I knew a lot of it had to do with Curt.Eying the notepad and pen on Logan’s dresser, I quickly scribbled a note.My Dearest Logan:Thanks for dinner. I especially liked the ‘main course’. Come to my place for dinner tonight … and no complaining about my cooking! LOL!Until Then,AllieIt was funny. He was the one who started calling me Allie, but he was the only one who called me that all the time. Somehow, it fit. Carryi
I laughed at her sudden change of heart. I knew just how to manipulate her … tempt her with shopping with an unlimited credit card. “So, when can you get here? We have to go shopping soon. Christmas Eve is just a week away.”She thought for a minute as she shuffled papers in the background. “Give me today to cancel my clients and I’ll be on the first flight out.”I laughed. “Good! Can’t wait to see you! Hey! Don’t plan on going back right away! I want to go out with you on New Year’s Eve, too!”She laughed. “What? Logan not man enough for you?”I laughed. “Just get your ass here! Can’t wait to see you!”Her voice suddenly turned serious. “Yeah. Me, too.”“You okay?”There was a pause at the other end. “Same ‘ol, same ‘ol. No man at Christmas, the usual.”“Well, we’re going